This is a lovely performance on an invisible piano by comedy genius Rowan Atkinson (also known as Mr. Bean). The air piano act include two Beethoven sonatas: the first movement from the Pathétique Sonata No. 8 in C minor, Op.13 and the third movement of the Moonlight Sonata No. 14 in C-sharp minor, Op. 27, No. 2.
Showing posts with label Funny Things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Funny Things. Show all posts
Friday, November 20, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Interview with Jonathan
This is a short interview I did with my younger brother Jonathan in September last year. He had shorter hair. I changed the pitch of our voices but he is really cute in this short clip. Tell me what you think...I also did this with all of my other siblings.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Where did we come from?
A little girl asked her mother: 'How did the human race appear?'
Her mother answered: 'God made Adam and Eve; they had children; and so was all mankind made.'
Two days later the girl asked her father the same question. Her father answered: 'Many years ago there were monkeys from which the human race evolved.'
The confused girl returned to her mother and said, 'Mum, how is it possible that you told me the human race was created by God, and Dad said they developed from monkeys?'
Her mother answered: 'God made Adam and Eve; they had children; and so was all mankind made.'
Two days later the girl asked her father the same question. Her father answered: 'Many years ago there were monkeys from which the human race evolved.'
The confused girl returned to her mother and said, 'Mum, how is it possible that you told me the human race was created by God, and Dad said they developed from monkeys?'
Her mother answered, 'Well, Dear, it is very simple. I told you about my side of the family, and your father told you about his.'
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
My Love/Hate Relationship with Running
Today I ran four miles to Rays food store just down the road. Okay, so I didn't run ALL the way. I walked about half. After getting back, I thought I was pooped and just Couldn't POSSIBLY RUN ANYMORE...
.......apparently NOT!
Devin wanted to run as well. I was thinking quite Crazily.
I said, "Sure, why don't we just run out to the Goldman's house. (The Goldman's house from ours: about 5 MILES. But it was 5 miles there! We also had to run back.)
After we arrived at their house, I was exhausted! But I had to run back...
To cut a LONG STORY short, I hate running. But that's not all. I brought along my mother's iPod and it was so wonderful listening to great PRAISE MUSIC WHILE RUNNING.
I just gave glory to God while I was sweating and panting like a St. Bernard doggy. I also know that running is great exercise for the body. But it sure is hard. :)
There you have it. I now have a concrete love/hate relationship with running.
P.S. Running distance: About 14 MILES. I'M POOPED. BUT HAPPY I FINISHED IT.
God Bless You All.
In Christ,
~David
.......apparently NOT!
Devin wanted to run as well. I was thinking quite Crazily.
I said, "Sure, why don't we just run out to the Goldman's house. (The Goldman's house from ours: about 5 MILES. But it was 5 miles there! We also had to run back.)
After we arrived at their house, I was exhausted! But I had to run back...
To cut a LONG STORY short, I hate running. But that's not all. I brought along my mother's iPod and it was so wonderful listening to great PRAISE MUSIC WHILE RUNNING.
I just gave glory to God while I was sweating and panting like a St. Bernard doggy. I also know that running is great exercise for the body. But it sure is hard. :)
There you have it. I now have a concrete love/hate relationship with running.
P.S. Running distance: About 14 MILES. I'M POOPED. BUT HAPPY I FINISHED IT.
God Bless You All.
In Christ,
~David
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Random Stuff for A Random Post
People often say, "You crack me up. ha ha." And yet they fail to mention what bone cracked.
I really want to read a good book on procrastination but can't seem to get to it.
Don't get VCR and CPR confused because when someone's having a heart attack, the last thing they want is you handing them an appliance.
I bought some powdered water and didn't really know what to add.
Would people think you weird if your name was Fuzzy Goat?
If you went bowling would you use your ice cream bowl or your cereal bowl to win the game?
The Astronaut asks a man arrogantly, "How many times have you walked on the moon?" The man replies, "But I'm crippled."
I really want to read a good book on procrastination but can't seem to get to it.
Don't get VCR and CPR confused because when someone's having a heart attack, the last thing they want is you handing them an appliance.
I bought some powdered water and didn't really know what to add.
Would people think you weird if your name was Fuzzy Goat?
If you went bowling would you use your ice cream bowl or your cereal bowl to win the game?
The Astronaut asks a man arrogantly, "How many times have you walked on the moon?" The man replies, "But I'm crippled."
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Monday, February 9, 2009
Dear You...
This is something I made up a while back. It's supposed to be funny. So laugh a lot! Ha ha. It's called "Dear You." Maybe I'll write a song about it some day. The original paper is below.
Dear You,
I am entirely indifferent as to what you may suppose of this short epistle that I have undertaken in such considerable haste. You are the primary purpose of this engagement at present. Time does not allow me to fully express the intentions of my distressed being but I hope to convey one final and substantial thought. In this proposition, I ask that you fulfill a small favor for my ecstasy and happiness. Go ahead and give a hug to a friend, buddy, or possibly an old chum of yours, sometime presently. I sincerely thank you from the very bottom of my soul and pray that you finish your homework and whatever else is dear to you after having achieved the chore aforementioned. Have a truly terrific and solely stupendous day!
Dear You,
I am entirely indifferent as to what you may suppose of this short epistle that I have undertaken in such considerable haste. You are the primary purpose of this engagement at present. Time does not allow me to fully express the intentions of my distressed being but I hope to convey one final and substantial thought. In this proposition, I ask that you fulfill a small favor for my ecstasy and happiness. Go ahead and give a hug to a friend, buddy, or possibly an old chum of yours, sometime presently. I sincerely thank you from the very bottom of my soul and pray that you finish your homework and whatever else is dear to you after having achieved the chore aforementioned. Have a truly terrific and solely stupendous day!
Yours Alone,
Me
Me
